Chapter 229: Saving the Ruthless Mafia Boss 17

They were discussing how, if they successfully seized the casino from Meng Fuchi's hands, they could more easily contact "that side" and further develop their plan.

Meng Fuchi listened to the two people whose lives he had once saved, now openly discussing how to gradually take over ELF and how to ruin him completely.

In the study, not a sound could be heard.

A Qiang and the others were already furious at this video.

"Damn his parents! These two white-eyed wolves!" Zuo Kun threw a punch, his curses fierce.

"Beast!"

Even Chu Cang, who rarely swore, uttered a curse.

A Qiang furrowed his brows tightly, "Boss, the most urgent thing now is to figure out exactly what their next plan is."

"That Liang Shu kid is weird; after being thrown into the Hall of Life and Death, he hasn't uttered a word, sitting in the dark room all day facing the wall, and no matter how we interrogate him, he won't confess."

Meng Fuchi lowered his gaze in thought, his stern expression turning slightly grave.

"The biggest recent event for ELF is participating in the cruise banquet that Devil is holding for the first time in the coastal waters of Huaguo."

Upon mentioning this organization, he involuntarily glanced at Jin Chen and added, "Our arms deal with the Ou Gu family of Faguo will also take place on the cruise."

"Damn it! Du Ruosong is surely trying to sabotage this deal!" Zuo Kun, knowing full well how crucial this arms deal is for ELF, stood up and said, "Boss, there's no need to delay—let me go capture Du Ruosong right now!"

"Not urgent."

Meng Fuchi listened to their conversation again, "Du Ruosong surely has someone backing him; compared to them, it's more important to draw out the person pulling the strings behind the scenes."

"Chu Cang, I'm assigning you to monitor Du Ruosong—use both manpower and surveillance equipment, and make sure you uncover his every move."

"Understood!" Chu Cang nodded.

"Zuo Kun, you need to liaise seriously with the Ou Gu family side again to ensure this deal goes smoothly."

"A Qiang, take a team of assassins to scout Devil's leader; their coming to Huaguo this time is definitely not just about holding a banquet."

"Okay, boss!"

The three received the orders and immediately left the study to begin their respective actions.

Meng Fuchi turned off the screen, and the automatically raising/lowering screen rose again.

Seeing him finish, Jin Chen immediately put down his phone, closed the International Mercenaries Association webpage, and walked over with a smile.

"Chi Ge, are you done now?"

Seeing his bright smile, Meng Fuchi also unconsciously curled his lips, "Not yet—I have to go to the Hall of Life and Death to interrogate Liang Shu; he's surely hiding something."

"Then I'll go with you."

Jin Chen wrapped both arms around his, refusing to let go, tilting his head and said, "If you can't make time to be with me, then I'll stay with you."

"As long as you're not afraid."

Meng Fuchi didn't refuse either, and they walked side by side.

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Hall of Life and Death.

This is where ELF disposes of traitors and prisoners.

The lighting was dim, the spacious walls lined with various instruments of torture; a brazier stood in the corner, with iron pipes inserted into it.

Moreover, shelves held drugs and poisons that made life worse than death; just looking at them evoked a sense of oppression and fear.

Meng Fuchi and Jin Chen sat in the center, with a few subordinates who managed the Hall of Life and Death standing at their sides; two meters ahead, Liang Shu, covered in wounds but expressionless, was forced to kneel on the ground.

"Really unexpected—I never noticed before how much backbone you have."

Meng Fuchi glanced at his wounds, his eyes full of mockery.

He rose, slowly slipped on a pair of black gloves, walked over to Liang Shu, lifted his chin with his long fingertips, and locked eyes.

"It seems you love Du Ruosong so much you'd rather die than give him up."

"... Bullshit."

Liang Shu gasped out two words, his wide eyes filled with red bloodshot veins, resentment and unwillingness wrapping around him as black energy spread across his body.

"Just a moment more… just a moment more, and I'll be able to fully absorb this sudden power—then Meng Fuchi will be nothing but my defeated subordinate."

"Don't rush—today we have all the time in the world to play with you slowly."

Meng Fuchi patted his cheek, "After being by my side for years, you should know better than anyone how I punish traitors."

He walked over to the blazing brazier, drew a dagger, the firelight reflecting in his eyes as his fingertips lightly brushed the blade, feeling the rising temperature.

"Guess where I'll cut?"

Giving him the choice made his whole body shudder, an unstoppable wave of unknown fear sweeping over him.

"Get lost……"

Liang Shu strained, jerking his neck to the side, yet he could still feel the heat of the blade as Meng Fuchi approached.

"Ah——"

The blade slowly cut the skin at the back of his neck; the exposed flesh curled and blackened from the burn, sizzling.

"The first spot is the neck."

A light voice came from behind; Meng Fuchi turned and pointed the dagger at his face.

"Where would you like the next cut to be?"

"... Cough cough cough, get lost……"

Seeing no escape, Liang Shu could only mobilize the dark power he had not yet fully absorbed, gritting through the pain to raise his hand and prepare to release it.

But nothing happened.

He stared at his own hand in disbelief, "Why……"

As if realizing something, Liang Shu jerked his head up to look at the seated Jin Chen.

Jin Chen leaned lazily back in the soft chair, eyebrows slightly raised, his gaze sharp yet teasing, as if saying: "It was me who did this—what can you do about it?"

No……

Why can Jin Chen withstand such powerful force!

Isn't he just like me, a good-for-nothing who can't even truss a chicken?

Why! After all the trouble to become this strong, someone still comes to block me!

No? If you won't choose, then I'll choose for you.

Meng Fuchi moved the blade to his chest again, speaking lightly, "Here?"

Hiss—

The red-hot blade tip stabbed in, accompanied by a shrill, desperate scream of pain; Meng Fuchi then took a pill from the nearby iron rack and forced it into Liang Shu's mouth.

This is something ELF bought at great expense; no matter what illness you have, it can stabilize your wound.

So, this is a game where I kill, you die, and then I save you.

Meng Fuchi stepped on Liang Shu's wrist, slightly bent over, with a satisfied smile.

His wrist was bent the opposite way, the ligaments snapping; Liang Shu felt pain all over, he propped himself up with one hand on the ground, watching helplessly as his blood poured out.

Fear, despair, chill—these emotions gradually replaced resentment and hatred; he suddenly gasped, his uninjured hand grabbing Meng Fuchi's clothing.

I……

"Hmph." Meng Fuchi made a nasal sound, retracting the dagger.

Yes…… Du Ruosong and Devil colluded, wanting to completely dismantle ELF and take all your property.

Liang Shu's breath was feeble, as if he could faint at any moment, he stammered out Du Ruosong: "His next step is to replace your firearms with unique ones, let… let you eat prison food, then naturally obtain the inheritance rights."